User blog:Kurk Sixclaw/Kurk and Veil : Ace Reporters

Swartt sixclaw staightened some papers on his desk. His Newspaper, The Sixclaw Times was gettineg a very low rating. He only had one reporter, Klitch, who had betrayed his father (who was Swartts rival in the Newspaper buisness, who wrote The Daily Assasin) by asking Swarrt to be his employee... his father had never forgiven him for it, which wasn't surprising, seeing as Ferahgo had been planning to disown his son for years.

A knock on the door awakened Swartt from his thoughts. A young Ferret stepped in. Swartt's mouth hung open. this ferret seemed to be the spitting image of him, except, he didn't have wonky eyes like that-

"Wonky eyes?! what the heck is that?!"

shut up, and let me narrorate.

"Shut up? don't tell me to shut up! i'll-

anyway the young ferret had one blue eye, and one silver eye, and was extremely handsom... right now he was looking around the ceiling trying to figure out where the voice had come from, and wondering why the heck the older ferret had been shouting at it. Swartt smiled at him.

"Sit down sit down! and what can I do for you today? want to subscribe for my newspaper?"

the young ferret shook his head.

"no sir. I'm Kurk... I saw an article in the news,saying that you needed a new Reporter?"

Swartt puffed on his pipe and stared levely at the other ferret. the young ferret stared back. suddenly the door opened and an otter burst in.

" hello there sir, I'm a reporter for the gossip column in The Daily Assasin, is it true you piosoned your wife, Bluefen after she had your baby?"

angrily Swartt threw the otter out and roared "OUT!!!!!" before slamming the door. they could hear the otter cry:

"what a headline that would make! News press bans press reporter thrown out by redundant Ferret!"

fuming, Swartt sat back in his chair giving the amused looking young ferret a forced smile.

"soooo, where do you come from Kurk my boy?"

"the orphanage, no one has adopted me and probably never will seeing as i'm twenty years old now. tell me, do you get Gossip columnists all the time?"

Swartt sighed and looked at a photo of himself and a pretty female ferret, both of whom in the picture where laughing and waving at the camera.

"after my wife died, this has become a rutine.. my stupid seer, after i fired her, spread the rumor that i killed my wife and I haven't been left alone about it. the police havn't come after me beacause they have no proof. now tell me, do you have any experience?"

"no sir. but I need a job, and I thought you might be willing to let me take it. I'm a hard worker sir, and any payment is fine..." Swartt gave a chuckle.

"how does $2.50 a month sound?" the young ferret's smile faded slightly. Swartt roared with laughter.

"just kidding, Will 30 dollars a week do?" Kurk jumped up.

"yes sir!"

swartt smiled.

"good.... You'll be working with Klitch, and my son Viel. Veil is the photographer, and Klitch is a reporter as well. my secretary will show you where they are..go break a leg then!"